"Agnes Nutter is never wrong," he says. "And I thought it might have been about the war but it can't have been," he adds. "Because you were wearing my face and nothing happened. I can take a few days in Hell, Crowley. But if I go back to Heaven, I don't think I'll return."

He reaches for Crowley's cheek, and places a hand there. "And if you go to Hell, I don't think you'll return either. And I can't allow that." He feels so vulnerable in this moment, casting desperate glances at Crowley, trying to get him to see.